A Mother
We all have or had one
Some brought memories
Maybe not a June Cleaver
But one thing you’ll see
If not for this woman
Not one would we be
Not one be inspired
Nor ability of prose
Not one to have heart
For this we all know
Some dried our tears and tied our shoes
Some went off to other places
Nothing else they could do
While others worked to keep us in braces
So now we thank you
Sometimes we were one of many
Mum barely had enough time
Some of us were the only
And some had none to confide
Some went gray early
For we scared them to death
Some stood up in morals
Our character they’d attest
Many wept tears
And some not a drop
As off we adventured
Even if we did flop
For there or not there
Lest us not forget
This beautiful vessel
Never lose who she is
The one who has formed us
With all of our prose
Dear one we love you
Even if not known
Dedicated to Ed J. whose mother just crossed over to the other side
April 22, 2012
Carolee Dennis-Woosley
April 23, 2012
Edith
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